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Distant Drum - Double B[l]ind

 

When boom doom of once distant drum
turns life's laughter topsy-turvy;
when ghost of Chrismas-yet-to-come -
what the dickens ! - makes one nervy.
When game is played out, distance run
seems insufficient, just observe the
sum of all the ‘good’ one's done
weighed with feather – ‘Saints preserve thee !’
When Past and Present seem as one
with Future, Truth and Untruth see
they're jokes by the eternal [N]One
to pinion blind humanity.

 

 

Author notes

Double b[l]ind

pic : Egyptian Book of the Dead

'soul against a feather weighed
falls from grace race overstayed' JR

pic 2 Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

Come fill the cup and in the Fire of Spring
The Winter Garment of Repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To fly - and Lo ! the Bird is on the Wing.


'The moving Finger writes, and, having writ,
moves on : nor all your Piety nor Wit
shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
nor all your tears wash off a word of it.

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  • crazymomma
    July 7

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    Nice flow and imagery in this piece. I enjoyed the mention of Dickens in this. Well written and a pleasure to read. thanks for sharing. Nice job!

  • hamid
    July 3

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    when ghost of Chrismas-yet-to-come -
    what the dickens ! - makes one nervy
    and
    When Past and Present seem as one
    with Future, Truth and Untruth see
    these are good lines i really like, good work poet!
  • Very unique. I like the wry philosophy with which you ended it. Imagery, rhythm and rhyme were just fine. Again, well done.